Jon Edwards. The man. The story. The enduring fantasy. If you wish to step into the clandestine meeting places of destiny, love, war, the mysteries of music and art, and science-based religion, you've accident-ed upon the right online update-able blog. And it is an accident, a bloody one and a compass needle that will steer you in the directions of the four winds Boreas, Eurus, Notus, and Zephyrus. If you fear, if you are a being driven by the ravenous beast Cowardice, debouch from this battle with your Sole Companion and live not LIFE. But if you are of Temerity's design, a being imbued with the bold mettle of the universal ether, follow me. Follow JonSpaceBook. It is YOUR life, it is short, and there are too few clock ticks for blogging mediocrity.
December 27, 2009
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Christmas 2009
So I’m on this trip in California - but I’m not using hallucinogens - and I couldn’t be happier. Except for that bullshit excuse for a trip through the Arizona desert. Ran across something called the Stonehenge Art Garden, which was much more a collection of decrepit junk piles than a coherent display of cultured and imaginative ART! Saw the Colorado River, which we diverted so it would no longer cross into Mexico, thus killing the economies of numerous small Mexican villages. Flew past a couple loudmouth dinosaurs in Cabazon and thought of Pee Wee Herman. Got stopped at a drawbridge in Rio Vista, and generally shouted my balls off at dumbass drivers. GREAT trip. Hoping to post some videos soon so that you can get an idea of what I do while driving. I’ve included a couple pictures here to paint a more vivid picture of what Jon’s life is really like, and soon, I hope to storm Hollywood with my rare breed of humorless comedy. Enjoy yourselves as you dive head first into the rabbit hole of my life. Only, try not to use the rabbit’s anus hole.
